At not even two in the afternoon, the entire island had already come fully alive.
Crowds poured in from the pier, streaming all the way into the main grounds.
From the floor-to-ceiling window in the dressing room, I looked outside—and for a moment, I felt a little dazed.
There were so many people.
Really, too many.
The crowd spread out like a rising tide—well-dressed, each carrying a distinct presence. Some spoke in hushed tones, some looked around curiously, and others simply stood still, as if waiting for a pivotal moment.
For a moment, I even wondered—could this island really hold so many people?
And yet, everything remained perfectly orderly.
Security, crowd flow, reception—every detail operated with precision, like a machine that had been carefully calibrated in advance. And R
